Mr. Possessive [Undergoing Edits!]

•~•CHAPTER 10•~•

His lips left my mouth eventually and trailed wet kisses down my cheek, across my jaw, and then down my neck. He came to the juncture where my neck and shoulder meet and I felt him pause briefly before his elongated canines dragged slowly across the tender skin.

"Mason," I moaned out lowly. That felt so good. It's like he's going to mark me...

Holy shit he's going to mark me!!!!

"Mason," I tried to say, but his sucking on the skin made me sound like I was moaning his name again.

'Seraphina, I swear to god! If you don't stop him I won't shift for a month!'

'You wouldn't dare!'

'Try me! Besides, you love shifting way too much to risk it right?'

'He's our mate! He is destined to be with us! Mark us! Mate us! Impregnate us! He will be with us forever, why wait?'

'If he'll really be with us forever, what's the rush?'

'I want to feel more connected to him. And the wedding is in 3 weeks! And I know you do too Sage! Please!' I growled back, silencing her.

I used my hands to pull Mason's head back up to mine so I could connect our lips again. He growled slightly at me for taking him away from my marking site, but the sound soon diminished into a soft purr.

The big bad, super scary Alpha is purring!

'Dont get used to it Sage,' he growled in my head, kissing me more fiercely.

'Oh please, Alpha. I can get you to purr whenever I wish,' I answered seductively, adding emphasis on his title because I knew it was a turn on of his.

Haha! I'm evil!

I smirked against his lips and turned us around so the backs of his knees were pressed against my bed. I pushed him harder and he flopped into a sitting position, a lazy smirk on his face. He had one arm slightly behind him to hold his weight, and his other arm was still on my naked waist, his thumb running circles which intensified the tingles.

I straddled his lap, and smiled what I hope was a sexy smirk.

Oh my gosh! I don't know what I'm doing! I'm even more than innocent! Like far, far before you even reach 'pre-innocents'!!! What was I thinking?!?

I cover his mouth with my own again so he doesn't get weirded out by my halt in actions. He can't know I'm a complete and total virgin to everything physical relationship wise except kissing right? Ahhhh! I'm so lost!

Instead of allowing him into my mouth, I pushed my tongue past his wet lips so I could explore his mouth. His taste ignited something in me that I've never felt before. It wasn't just my lips tingling exactly...

Oh my gosh... I feel like a slut.

'Would you shut up ? He's our mate for goodness sake! We aren't sluts! '

His hands grab my ass, pulling me closer to him and I flush about fifty shades of red at that moment.

I was happy that this was my mate, because if it wasn't Mason I was experimenting on, I'd of felt super super super awkward.

I'm being dead serious when I say that I have no idea what to do. The furthest Conner and I ever took it was that he groped my boob when we were making out one time! We mostly stuck to making out and even that was rare! A quick peck a couple times throughout the day was the norm. Kinda sad, but I wanted to wait for my mate. Which is one of the things Conner got jealous and possessive about.

'Dick.'

Then again, as happy as I am, I am also kind of sad that I didn't do more with someone else. I mean, yes, I know that I love that Mason will be my first, last, and all in between... But I was upset that I didn't know how to do this. I didn't know how to make him happy in this area. I wasn't skilled. I had no idea what I was doing or what to do throughout!

I'm so conflicted right now!

"Sage...?" Mason murmurs, gently rolling me on my back and then leaning up on his elbow and looking down at me with adoration in his eyes.

I pant softly, recovering from the way he makes me feel.

"I wanna take you away from here," he admits, running the pad of his thumb across my jaw and then over my bottom lip. "Would you like that?"

I bite my lower lip as soon as he removes his thumb from it, my mind swirling with ideas and my stomach exploding with nerves.

But the way he is looking at me... his amber eyes slowly taking in every detail on my face with a strong emotion swirling in them.

If I wasn't so broken, I may even call it love.

I nod my head slowly, instantly gaining a wide toothy smile. His deep laughter bellows out next and he pulls me into him, kissing my temple.

"I can't wait Princess," he sighs, his smile never leaving. I can't help my stupid smile either so I bury my face in his chest to hide it only resulting in more laughter from him.

How does he so effortlessly make me so happy?